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Year of the Rat Chapter 5: Under the Moon
🕑 Added 2020-10-06 19:40:31 +0000 UTCAwesome art by: Chango-tan
The sun had set an hour prior and now the bright moon shone overhead. It was full and with few clouds to interrupt its brightness it illuminated the island well enough that anyone going for a walk along the beach didn't need any additional help to guide themselves.
This was what one individual found themselves doing. The gentle crashing waves of the ocean had a calming effect on this person's mind. His name was Rafael, a Turpial that was a part of one of the fishing crews that had supplied part of this evening's dinner. And with the meal having since passed, he decided to walk off some excess calories and enjoy the beautiful scene before him.
Dressed only in a pair of sandals and shorts, he was a fit individual with a rather young appearance, even though strictly speaking he was about the same age as his own parents before they had passed away. While the other occupants of the island were off enjoying themselves with entertainment, games, and various other activities, he much preferred the isolation of the night.
Rafael ventured close enough to the water that the lapping waves would sneak over the top of his feet. It was still warm from the day and he thought he might enjoy a brief swim before any wondering clouds might obscure the moon. He bent down and undid his sandals and turned to toss them a little farther onto the shore when two glowing orbs in the darkness startled him.
“Ah!” he chirped and jumped back but his foot had sunk into the wet sand and he lost his balance. It would have been a hard fall if not for the couple inches of sea water coming in at the exact moment he toppled over.
A singing giggle reached his ears when he regained his composure enough to sit up and stare back at what had caught him off guard. The glowing orbs were still there, but now they were getting larger as they approached. Once close enough, an outline became obvious and the avian mentally kicked himself for not realizing who it was that had decided to join him.
“Oh, mistress, you scared me,” Rafael laughed and stood up.
“I hope not too terribly. Are you all right?” Asha asked as she came right up to him.
“Yeah I'm fine. I was about to go for a swim anyway,” he said and finished picking up his sandals and tossing them farther up on the beach. “Wanna join me?”
“I would love to, but I was wondering why you were all the way down here and alone. Is anything troubling you?” she asked. He had turned and began wading into the water and she followed by his side.
“Not at all. It'd just be a shame to waste this beautiful night, you know?” he replied with a smile.
“Oh, you're right. It would be a shame to waste this night,” she agreed as they came to a point in the water that their chest's were the only thing above the waves. Rafael sighed contently as he lowered down enough to keep just his head from submerging.
Asha had other thoughts, however. She suddenly dove beneath the surface and with supernatural speed, cut through the water in an arch that had her coming up right behind the bird. When she sprung up again she wrapped her arms around his chest and hugged herself close.
He startled again at the sudden touch but when he felt how warm and soothing it was he rested back against it. The water had cooled off the farther they had gotten out, but with her as close as she was, the swaying liquid was now like a bath.
“I hope you don't mind, but if I'm swimming about naked I'd like for you to be the same,” she whispered into his ear while her paws stroked down his flat stomach towards his shorts.
“Not at all, mistress,” he said back and turned enough to look into her eyes. She beamed at him and easily drew down his single garment. There was no underwear beneath, and so once she had fished it from his legs she turned back towards the shore and flung the sodden piece hard enough to land perfectly among his sandals.
Now as naked as she was, he turned around in her embrace and wrapped his own arms around her form. Being this close and in the natural radiance of her body, he couldn't quite help but glance down at her breasts, of which seemed to be purposely pushed against him.
“Something on your mind?” she asked playfully.
“I was just thinking how much I've missed having you around,” he said back. “Everyone is vying for you all the time that it's tough to get a chance for us to be alone.”
“I'm sorry about that,” she said and nuzzled against his chest. “I try to reach out to everyone at least once while I'm here but it often gets complicated. Chores and tasks are the last thing on my mind when I'm on vacation. That's what I have Marcus for, after all,” she giggled.
“I don't ever hold it against you, mistress. I can't imagine the work you have on your plate during the time you're not here. I think I'd probably have the same state of mind if I wasn't allowed to do anything but judge souls for eleven years straight.”
“Oh, Raphael,” she squeaked and pushed herself closer to him. “You're so sweet. I'm glad to have you as a part of my paradise.”
“I'm glad to be a part of your paradise,” he said back and hugged her even tighter.
They stayed like that for a long, quiet minute before the rat goddess pulled away and looked into his eyes with an excited smile. “Would you want to go somewhere that's even more secluded?”
“More secluded than an island?” he half laughed. “Where else is there to go?”
“A different island of course,” she retorted and grabbed his hand and began gently dragging him out to sea.
“W-wait, what?” he chirped with widened eyes. It was then he remembered the other outcroppings that ringed the rat goddess's island, small pieces of land that ranged is sizes from minor bumps to large, rocky hills. On occasion he and the fishing crew that he was a part of would come to shore on one of them to take a break but other than that they offered no other utility. Was that what she was talking about?
He didn't get a chance to ask her, as she suddenly dove under the water and began dragging him under. He had just enough time to take one final breath before delving beneath the surface.
At first there was the slight twinge of fear that the rat goddess might get carried away and keep him under long enough to be dangerous, but then her divine speed took hold of him and the two shot through the water like a torpedo. In the time that he had the thought to be concerned Asha was already pulling him back up to the surface.
They breached as one and Rafael was treated to the sight of another island coming into view. His feet were already glancing against the shore as they drew closer and closer to dry sand. To the bird's surprise, this islet was larger than most and actually had some vegetation growing on it. But strangest of all was that he didn't recognize it.
“Where are we?” he asked as they walked up to dry land.
“This is one of my larger islets. Marcus had thought to maybe add a farm or something to it but I'm not so certain,” Asha explained while gazing around at the nearest vegetation.
“I see. Are you?” he pressed.
“I'd prefer not to. There's plenty of room on the main island for another farm, but I also don't want anyone that is a part of our community to be alone here. It wouldn't be fair or pertinent to my dream,” she continued and turned back to the bird.
“True, I'd certainly hate to be the one all alone here,” Rafael mumbled.
“Although is does make for a nice spot. No one to bother us. We pretty much have the whole place to ourselves,” she went on and waved her arms out at her sides to emphasize the isolating moment.
“Also true,” he chuckled and glanced back to the ocean. On the horizon he could barely see the lights from the main island illuminating the sky. “Oh, that's pretty.”
“Yeah,” Asha agreed and stepped back up to his side. He turned back to face her and it was then that he realized that without the admittedly small amount of artificial light of the main island, he could see that her white fur emitted a very light glow. It was like being able to see a full night sky of stars. He must have been staring for quite a while because it was enough for the rat goddess to take notice.
“You're going to make me blush if you keep doing that,” she commented with a giggle.
“Oh, sorry, mistress,” he said and quickly looked away. “I just noticed that you seem to be glowing.”
“I am?” Asha blinked and looked down at herself. She tilted her head slightly and twisted her form to look from her belly to her backside. “So I am. I don't think I've ever noticed that.”
“It only adds to your beauty,” he commented.
“You're so full of compliments tonight. Trying to take advantage of my good nature? Flattery will get you everywhere,” she said and began to make her way back towards the water. The bird smirked and followed her close behind but as he did he couldn't help but drift his gaze low over her pristine figure. He came to stare at her backside and he was struck by how perfectly round it was and without flaw.
With each step that the rat goddess made it caused her hips to shift from side to side in a hypnotic way. She must have been aware at how captivated he had become because she only advanced far enough into the rolling waves that her butt stayed above the surface. When she turned back around she made a gesture with her paw for him to lift his gaze.
Rafael's blush had to have been as bright as the moon when he realized he was caught, but she seemed to have been counting on this behavior.
“Come here,” she demanded.
He complied without hesitation and entered into the water once more. He stopped half a meter from her but that wasn't close enough for her. She closed the gap and drew her arms around him once more.
“No one is here to bother us. We can make up for lost time. Just you and I,” she said softly and leaned in to brush her nose against his beak.
“How would you like to do that, mistress?” he asked, though he was certain he already knew. He just wanted her to say it.
“Here on the beach, you can let eleven long years of pent up lust be unleashed. I want to be yours tonight,” she replied and brushed her lips against his mouth. Rafael's arms drew up and his hands gently stroked along her arms up to her shoulders.
“How would you want to start?” he partially whispered.
“How about with this?” she asked as her paws stroked over his hips and drew inward towards his pelvis. Her gentle fingers caressed the soft length of his member and imparted some of her divinity as she did.
A shiver surged along the bird's spine and the feathers along his upper back stood on end. His desires grew the more she touched him there and he did nothing to stop her from doing what she wanted. If anything he eagerly wanted more. Fresh blood entered his cock and it swelled quickly.
Asha held the length between both of her paws and gently worked it from base to tip as more of her divinity entered his sensitive flesh. As she did, she watched his expression.
The bird moaned softly under each breath. His eyes were closed and his beak would twitch slightly as more blissful sensations came to him. His hips would push forward on occasion and the rat goddess would giggle. He was clearly eager for her and she grew more excited by the second while she watched him. The minute expressions and body mannerisms of mortals when they were experiencing pleasure was what turned her on the most.
Rafael's cock throbbed to the beat of his heart and he was rock hard in her grasp. Precum began to bead from his tip and she wiped it away with a finger and brought it to her lips. She could taste how eager he was when she licked away the captured essence.
Then, the pleasure abruptly stopped and the bird's eyes slowly opened to see the rat goddess casually walking back towards the shore. She looked over her shoulder and gestured for him to follow. Asha displayed a wide, devious smile on her face when she turned all the way around again and suddenly fell back against the dry sand of the shore. The only thing of hers that lingered in the ocean were her feet.
The bird dutifully followed. His cock swayed from side to side with every step. His heartbeat was obvious the way his member would bounce and flex as he grew closer to his lover. Once she was within reach, he knelt in front of her and crawled the rest of the way.
Asha splayed her legs open for him and he carefully drew himself between her thighs. He only stopped when his own thighs braced hers and his chest hovered above her body. While the lapping water at his feet began to turn his lower half cold, the heat the rose from her body had him feeling like he was in the midst of a warm bed.
She reached up once more and took a hold of his cock. Rafael's body stiffened at the pleasurable touch but he relaxed quickly after and leaned his face down to hers. They shared a soft kiss as his hands came to dig into the sand by her shoulders.
As her lips pecked along his beak, they began to mingle their tongues while tilting their heads to make the gentle kisses more manageable. Heavy petting with an avian was an interesting exchange, but she knew just what was needed to make the embrace work.
Although there was a clear difference in power between them, Rafael's presence had the same effect on the goddess as hers did for him. She was wet to the touch, and she confirmed as much by stroking her free paw down to her pussy and digging two fingers between her lips. She stroked them along her slit and then pushed them inside. Amid the kissing she cooed out for him to come closer.
The bird complied without question. He splayed his legs farther apart and lowered his pelvis to hers. Asha still held him by the base of his cock, only so that she could guide him into her once he was near enough. He barely needed such assistance, but it allowed him to continue to concentrate on her.
She felt him push inside of her cunt and they moaned in unison as he sank everything he had inside of her at once. While the bird wasn't as impressive in size as the others on the island, that didn't keep the goddess from enjoying how he felt. She was as tight for him as she was for any equine that she might have contact with, and the connection of their bodies coming together was just as pleasing.
Asha's legs lifted and wrapped around his hips to draw him even closer. His balls pressed against her backside and his form leaned away so that he might better look over her gorgeous form. Her powerful body kept him so close that he could barely move at first, but with some slight shifts of his hips he was able to encourage her to loosen her grip.
“You feel so good,” Asha whispered and arched her back. She shifted her hips slightly as Rafael began to move his hips back and forth. It was a slow, subtle movement at first but as he became more confident with his moves they picked up speed and strength.
The waves crashed against the lower part of their legs and added a cooling sensation to their increasingly hot moment. Asha was content to lie there and let him fuck her as he pleased. As time went on he proved to be an eager lover like she remembered him to be. He sawed his hips at a steady pace but every motion had him drawing back and pushing in in full arcs of motion.
Along with the sounds of the ocean, the smack of their bodies coming together was the tempo to the rest of the ambient music of the beach. Asha's high pitched moans mixed with his low groans of pleasure like the competing chorus of a concert.
Rafael's hands drifted from their dug in placements in the sand and grasped her by the hips. The change gave him the freedom to tower over her and to drive his hips even faster. Her screams of bliss matched this new pace and her eyes closed to glowing slits.
Her divine pussy juice coated his member and dripped into the sand but its presence added a sharp clap to every time their pelvises would meet. His precum began to spill within her as well and she could feel it mixing with her own essence to create a lubricating concoction.
Every ounce of his strength that he poured into his thrusting hips, she could taste. His heart thundered with passion for her, enjoying the pleasure that she gave him but also wanting to make her sing just as loudly. He accomplished that task with ease she had to fight herself to not squeeze him so tightly that he was unable to move.
“Fuck me faster!” she demanded with a cry of ecstasy. Her stomach muscles contracted hard as another euphoric wave hit her. He did exactly as she asked, his lithe form picking up a pace that beat out the rhythm of a race car's engine.
Rafael's own muscles strained to maintain the pace. Just as they would ache and beg for him to slow down to a more manageable speed there came a rush of soothing coolness to his whole form. It surprisingly didn't impact the burning drive to please his mistress though, and so he maintained this new, furious rhythm.
Asha ran one paw up his chest and the other reached out and snagged his hand. She intertwined her fingers with his and gazed up into his eyes once more as the brewing ecstasy in the center of her pelvis began to grow. A tremor started at her core and worked its way through her body. She squeaked and grit her teeth while pushing herself to be as close to him as she possibly could.
“Fuck, I'm cumming!” she screamed. The glow of her body doubled and then quadrupled in brilliance while she lied there, seeming to match the pleasure she felt. If the bird's own body had that capability he was sure that he might have been emitting an equal brilliance, because he teetered on that same edge.
It was difficult to tell who spurred whom to hit their climax first, but if their combined shouts of euphoria were any indication it was a tie. Rafael shoved his hips forward and buried every last centimeter of his cock into her cunt just as an intense pressure from her body had her feminine juices gushing from around his member. His balls contracted close to his body and his cum erupted into her like a volcano.
His cock flexed within her and each time it did there was an accompanying spurt of his thick seed and a tremor that would rush through the rat goddess's body. This time she didn't stop her legs from locking around him and keeping him in an unbreakable embrace. Not that he would have ever thought to get away. There was nowhere else he'd have preferred to be. Though the awkward angle of his torso did cause him to topple forward and rest his chest and stomach against hers.
Aside from some slight shakes and shivers that ran their course through both of their bodies, all motion had effectively stopped. Nothing but the sounds of their heavy breathing and the gentle roll of the surf could be heard as they gradually recovered.
Rafael's beak was gently buried against the rat goddess's neck. Her light moans under each pant was like music to his ears. The heat and glow of her body took a couple minutes to ebb away to normality, but even when it did she still didn't move. With limitless energy, it was difficult to say that she barely every grew tired beyond what she allowed herself to be, but he on the other hand had been drained.
He was practically a rag-doll in her embrace. She was able to discern as much when she released his hand and ran both of her paws along his sides and over his back in a petting motion. He offered no resistance, simply content to be near her.
Though physically worn down, Rafael wasn't quite to the stage that he was falling asleep in her arms. The night was still young and he recovered quickly. When his heart rate had calmed to a reasonable pace, he finally stirred.
Asha let go of his body as the two drew apart from each other. The bird's member had long since shrunk back to its flaccid state though it left a mess between her thighs. Nothing that another dip in the ocean wouldn't fix.
“How are you feeling?” The rat goddess asked as Rafael plopped down by her side and folded his legs in a lotus position.
He took one deep breath and closed his eyes as if to contemplate his response. “Content,” he said after exhaling.
“Good,” She giggled and sat up as well. She scooted closer to him and rested her head against his shoulder. He responded by wrapping his arm across her shoulders and hugging her closer. The evening clouds had since drifted far away and the gleaming moon was left unconstrained. The lapping waves no longer reached their feet and the silence stretched on in the moment, interrupted only by the ambient solace of their surroundings.
